Chapter 193: Mom, My Hands Are Itching
Although the matter was handed over to the village chief Zhong, Su Qingmei did not intend to sit idly by. Read М
It was she who said that she would use greenhouses and caves to grow vegetables. She also wanted to see the effect. So as to promote it in various villages and provide experience for future winters.
So after the village's defense works were completed, whether she could eat fresh vegetables in winter was listed as her top priority.
So she followed the village chief Zhong to take a look at several caves selected for growing vegetables.
After entering, she found that the temperature in the cave was warmer than outside, and the soil beds were also thickly laid by the aunts and aunts, and the fertilizer was also sufficient. After staring at it carefully, she felt that there should be hope for this matter.
An auntie said to Su Qing'an excitedly: "Madam Su, I think this will definitely work! You see, it's warmer in this cave than outside. Even if it snows, we are not afraid. The vegetables will definitely grow."
An auntie next to her laughed at her: "You said at the beginning that this would not work, and no one has ever grown vegetables in a cave. Why do you change your mind now?"
The auntie smiled awkwardly: "I am not very knowledgeable. Can we be as knowledgeable as Madam Su? Madam Su said it can work, it will definitely work! And I dug up the soil and saw that the seeds are not dead! The seeds buried in the soil have broken their shells, and they will sprout in a few days!"
Several aunties nodded excitedly after hearing this.
Su Qing'an was also very happy when she heard that the seeds had broken their shells. She encouraged everyone a few words.
Just because the shells have broken doesn't mean that they will definitely grow.
Although there is air circulation in this cave, the light is obviously insufficient. The ones at the entrance of the cave may be OK, but no one dares to judge what the ones planted inside the cave will grow like.
But as long as they sprout, there is hope. If it doesn't work in the end, you can plant various beans and eat the sprouts.
After seeing the planting situation in the cave, Su Qingmei went to the greenhouse of the village to see.
Most of the houses that have not been occupied for a long time have collapsed, and the roofs are almost blown off.
At first, Su Qingmei was afraid of danger, so she simply asked people to tear off the roofs. Some of them left the beams and pillars, and some simply took off the roofs. Some were stripped down to only the surrounding walls.
When it gets colder, build a frame and thatch, and regenerate a brazier. Although the temperature is lower than the cave, it can be opened during the day to let in light. And the brazier can be used to control the temperature.
The greenhouse will definitely grow vegetables, and Su Qingmei is not worried.
But she still wants to make use of several caves. It is best to grow vegetables in winter and use them as storage warehouses in summer when the temperature is low.
In order to better observe the growth of vegetables in the cave. Su Qing'an prepared a set of notebooks and charcoal pencils for Xiu'er and gave her the task of recording.
Xiu'er was now running errands for her and was extremely happy and cheerful. She was no longer depressed. Every day, she would ask her or Siyuan Siyuan for help in recognizing words. Now she could recognize a lot of words.
She did not hide when she saw Bai Shu, but she just ignored Bai Shu's kindness and love. I'm afraid she couldn't get over it in her heart.
The leader of Zhongzhai was happy about the transformation of his granddaughter, and he was sad to see that the engaged couple had become strangers. He felt sorry for his granddaughter's experience.
Su Qing'an did not stop interfering with Xiu'er's affairs.
She was busy for several days in a row, and the leader of Zhonghan was also busy for several days. Finally, the people on duty were arranged. There were two groups of people in the morning and afternoon during the day, and one group was changed every two hours at night.
Su Qingmei looked at the list of people on duty and their duty situation. Seeing that there were no omissions, she lifted her hand and handed it over to the leader of the village, Zhong.
When she finished this wave of things, she found that the weather was getting colder.
Su Qingmei learned from the villagers that it snows in the mountain village every winter.
The leader of the village said that it would not be heavy and the snow would not be thick, but Su Qingmei still shivered. This mountain is damp and cold. It seems that preventing cold and freezing is the top priority this winter.
Su Qingmei turned around and immediately asked the two brothers Siyuan and Siyuan to take a few men in the village out of the village to buy cotton cloth, cotton and quilts in Renzhou and nearby counties.
After finishing this matter, she was able to take a break.
That day, when she returned home, she saw Xiaobao rushing over and staying in her arms, listless and silent.
She just thought that she had neglected the child and made the child emotional. After comforting and teasing Xiaobao and changing his food, Xiaobao still didn't smile.
She held Xiaobao and looked at him.
She thought he was not feeling well, sick or something. Then she found that Xiaobao's two little feet kept rubbing against each other. His two fat little hands were always scratching each other.
"Xiaobao, what's wrong? Why are you scratching your hands?"
Su Qing'an grabbed his two fat hands in her hands and looked at them again and again, but didn't find any problems.
Looking at Xiaobao again, he was pouting and lying softly in Su Qing'an's arms, rubbing against Su Qing'an's arms.
He stretched out his little hand in front of Su Qing'an again, looking uncomfortable: "Mom, it's itchy. My hands, it's itchy."
Su Qing'an held it over: "Xiaobao, are your hands itchy? Mom blow them..."
Su Qing'an just thought he was disobedient again, and his curiosity came up again. He was playing with insects outside and was stung by an insect, so he blew on him.
She planned to blow on him for a while and then apply some medicine on him. It's not red or swollen, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
Unexpectedly, after she blew for a long time, Xiaobao not only didn't smile at her happily as usual, but cried out: "Mom, it's itchy! It's still itchy!"
I don't know if he was really stung by an insect, but he cried very loudly and looked very uncomfortable.
"Oh, don't cry, don't cry. Mommy, can you find some ointment for Xiaobao to apply? It won't itch after applying it."
Su Qingmei held him and walked around on the ground, coaxing him.
Ruyi and Lu heard his cry and were scared and ran to see. Xiaobao rarely cried, and he cried so loudly.
Hearing that his hand might have been stung by an insect, the mother and daughter hurried to get ointment.
Su Qingmei held Xiaobao, who was crying and hiccuping, and applied ointment to him. She carefully wiped each finger and applied a thick layer, but Xiaobao still couldn't stop crying.
Su Qingmei was a little puzzled, could it be that he was not stung by an insect?
Xiaobao cried louder and louder, which made Lu and Ruyi cry distressed.
Su Qingmei remembered that Xiaobao's two little feet were rubbing against each other just now, so she took off his shoes and socks to look.
Lu looked and touched again and again, and said to Su Qingmei: "Does Xiaobao have frostbite?"
Huh?
Su Qingmei hurriedly held Xiaobao's little feet and stared at them carefully.
She had never had frostbite and had no experience, so she didn't know what it was like.
After hearing what her mother said, Ruyi touched Xiaobao's hand and felt hard little bumps on several fingers, which were a little red and swollen. She nodded to Su Qing'an: "It's frostbite."
When Lu heard this, she immediately got up and ran to the kitchen: "I'll go find some ginger slices." Ruyi also ran out.
Su Qing'an looked at Xiaobao, who was crying with tears and snot on his face, and felt very sad. She was an incompetent mother. She slept with her child every night and didn't notice that the child had frostbite.